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  ✧･ﾟ:✧Thea Harman✧･ﾟ: ✧     

[thea-harman]

Noble Blood 

[thea-harman]

GODDESS APHRODITE. 

She smiles bowing ever so slightly, “Ah I guess Hera always told me to be kinder to you humans. I am Aphrodite the goddess of love and fertilization. Now that introductions are no longer needed I’d like to know your name.” 

✧ * º • ☾ THEA’S head was spinning.  She wasn’t a g h o s t but a GODDESS ?  Mimicking Aphrodites actions bowing her own head ever so slightly but Thea couldn’t find herself to raise her own head clenching her eyes shut as she talked.  “Thea Harman.  I’m from the Hellewise witch bloodline.  I’m honoured to be in your presence.”  Her heart racing inside her chest as she felt nervous, excited, && empty-minded.  

       KNOWING she’s called for her help in the past.  She didn’t understand why the goddess was here of all places.  But Thea admired the alchemical goddess because she alone had magical powers of transformation that could make both g o d s && MORTALS do as she bids them.  She admires how she could draw love into one’s life && into life itself.  She opens the heart && helps one give passion.  She helped mortals understand the joys life had to offer.  

[raelynnnix]

[thea-harman]

KLAUS HARGREEVES.

This was not the first time Klaus had ever woken up somewhere without remembering how he had gotten there. Hell, it wasn’t even the fifth or twentieth time for that matter, but it was the first time doing so sober. Okay, not the first, but the second. Sitting up, he looked around, panic already beginning to bubble up within him. This place was creepy and not in a cool Halloween haunted house kind of creepy –a kind of creepy he didn’t even enjoy. No. This was derelict building, am I going to be murdered kind of creepy with a hint of oh hell this place has got to be haunted. Though, that wasn’t a surprise. A lot of places were haunted. Like the grocery store and the bakery a block from his place, but this place had that horror movie haunted kinda vibe. So, naturally, Klaus was more than ready to get the fuck out.

Without so much as a second thought, he stood, one hand touching the dog tags he wore –as he so often did– while he made his way out the room and down the hall. With every creak, he jumped, a small startled sound escaping him here and there. He fought the urge to peek into the other rooms, wanting to put as much space between him and this place as soon as possible but just as he neared the stairs, he heard a loud creak behind him. Instantly, his mind went through all the fucked up things he would see when he turned. A woman with a broken neck, a man with his throat slashed open, two creepy twin girls holding hands, Zoya Papova… He almost didn’t want to turn but then he remembered that ghosts don’t make noise when they moved. Sure they spoke a lot and even screamed, but their steps were silent. Taking in a breath, he turned, a small scream already escaping him as he saw it was…a person.

“Christ on a cracker!

✧ * º • ☾ THEA woke up in a house that wouldn’t let her leave it.  For how she arrived there she didn’t know && how she tried to escape from the 2nd story window with all failed human objects && magical attempts.  Slipping out of the room she woke up in she hoped she wasn’t the only one.  But a small part of her, the part that holds logic, reason, && her intuition was fascinated && terrified by this place all at once.  The power of this place must be growing the closer Halloween approached.  Her fingers brush along the wall as a strange thought of Wednesday came to mind.  Feet bare but she had no fear of splinters or stepping on glass or anything else man-made.  Continuing walking aimlessly down d a r k e n rooms && hallways not knowing where she’s going, but it doesn't seem to concern her.  Hearing soft sounds of metal clinking together making Thea look up wondering if that’s the pipes making that sound spinning on her heel walking backwards.  

       WHIRLING around at the sudden scream coming from behind her as her own scream was locked in her throat.  Her face full of s h o c k as her heart pounded painfully in her chest.  Hand over her chest she sighed  “what in thor!  You startled . . me.”  A lot.  Slowly she walked over to him && hugged the stranger genuinely.  A warm && delicate aroma of water jasmine, honeysuckle && mandarin blossom lingers off her.  This a mix of a test to see if he was the ghost of the haunted house && smelt of decay or just someone alive.  Comfort swept over her as she felt herself against a solid form with no traces of death.  Feeling the connection he was more than normal much like herself.  An intuitional feeling seeping deep in her bones when she made contact.  Pulling away slowly but lingering close.  “I’m sorry.  I should have asked for permission before hugging you.”  Apologizing for her actions deciding it’ll be best to be blunt about the matter “by any chance did you wake up here too?”  

[thea-harman]

ELSA ARENDELLE.

“Anna! Anna! Where are you!?” Elsa cried as she ran into the forest, eyes filling with tears that turned to snowflakes. She’d awoken in a very strange place with no idea as to how she’d gotten there or how to get home. Had she been kidnapped? Had she died? What was going on? All these thoughts were causing Elsa to lose control of her powers, ice and snow swirling around her in a vicious vortex. One thing she knew for certain: she had to get away from any and all people, lest they get hurt. “Conceal, don’t feel, conceal, don’t feel…” she muttered under her breath, her body aching as hopelessness threatened to consume her. She collapsed onto her knees, weeping softly as her hopelessness threatened to consume her. A pair of eyes brought Elsa out of her despair, as she sensed someone else had intruded upon her, well, meltdown. “N-No please! Stay away! I-I don’t want to hurt you!” She called out in a firm anguish, her struggle to get herself under control becoming more and more necessary.

✧ * º • ☾ ARTIC wind whipped her french braid backwards as she sped through the forest.  Running towards that bitter cold.  Until she got close to the massive whirl of ice && snow swirling in a vicious vortex, but she wasn’t s c a r e d even if Elsa’s vortex towered above.  Thea knew she was meant to be there.  Call it what one wants ― witches intuition or a calling?  Smokey quartz orbs glancing around, awestruck until she noticed a silhouetted figure in all THAT.  Not good Thea thought with so much wind, ice, && snow she’s not sure what part of the forest trees would start to bend && break to the pressure.  Let alone signal nearby h u n t e r s.  She cursed under her breath, fists full of her own blond hair frantic, she wished she knew exactly what she was supposed to do next.  A silent prayer to Cailleach Bhéara, Queen of Winter, please help me help her so I know what to do.  && then the world blurred something sharp && glassy white, a thrilling jolt of electricity ran up her arms like her prayer was answered.  She knew what she needed to do.  Cobalt sparks of electricity flashed from the tips of her fingertips.  Thea’s gaze locked onto the most beautiful pair of eyes she had ever seen.  Eyes so familiar yet never had they ever met until now.  

       Exchanging glances with each other that said we were both on different pages.  Both fighting for something.  Fighting for protecting the lives of others BUT not for our own.  The girl’s face filled with horror, but Thea had no time to persuade her it would be ok.  She just forcefully charged into the icy vicious vortex, the whirl of wind in her ears filled her senses.  Ice && snow surrounded her melting against the blur of cobalt contact sparked up leaving nothing but hissing steam && soaked clothes.  For the instant, she needed to seize Elsa domineeringly tackled the kneeling girl onto her back.  All that artic wind Elsa couldn’t f e e l the earth around her or hear the warnings of her surroundings until it would have been too late.  “Stay calm princess!  I’m an occupational hazard knight to your rescue," she yelled using her own body to shield Elsa.  An oak branch once towering over broke covered in sharp glassy white icicles.  Thea felt the stabbing pain shoot through her body anticipating this was what she was summoned.  Pierced by icicle shards && the weight of an oak branch slamming into Thea’s making her body jerk && dip closer to Elsa uncontrollably.  But she still held slowly pushing herself back up.  

       A mix of melted icy snow && cold sweat soaked her clothes, feeling the sharp echoes of the stabbed pain stinging inside.  Splitting the oak branch in two with a burst of electric charge.  The scent of charred wood && earth leaving burnt handprints on each side of Elsa’s head.  “Nn. That hurt just a little,” she wheezed tasting the metallic taste of blood in her mouth slumping on her own back beside Elsa sloppily clutching to her side groaning having broken a couple of ribs.  “But nothing we can’t handle huh princess?”  Nudging her playfully Thea took the moment to prop herself up by her elbows wiping the blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.  “Are you ok?  That could’ve killed you!”  Caring one second scolding her the next Thea grabbed a fistful of Elsa’s snow && threw it at her.  “I don't know what got into you, princess ― but help me up.  We got to get moving && you can tell me all about what’s upsetting you.”  Holding her hand out.  Her body was slowly healing itself but not fast enough to feel safe.  The echoing aches from being stabbed in the back by icicles seemed to mend && heal.  Dull by minuscule amounts, reducing the overload of broken ribs, && whatever else was damage.  The easing pain even put her in a better mood but that didn’t mean they were safe.  If supernatural hunters came there’s too much at stake.

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[thea-harman]

GODDESS APHRODITE.

The goddess was dancing around in the park barefoot as she twirled among the dropped leaves and smiled. She didn’t know where she was all she knew was that women of her stature should not be amongst mortals like this. The women feel someone approaching, “Hey! You mere mortal! Where are we? I am not used to haunting these grounds… I”m more meant to be up there…” She points to the sky.

✧ * º • ☾ THEA’S fingers were knuckled deep in the dirt.  Helping dying plants by burying stones to help revive them ( with a little aid of water to boost ) && searching for the raw underground earthy magic.  Digging for that i g n e o u s or SEDIMENTARY rocks that might cross her path.  But with little to no luck && finishing up for the day she slowly stood up brushing her dirt streak fingers along her shorts.  A quick glance at the barefoot dancer.  Thea was Inspired by it.  D r a w n to want to kick-off her own shoes && dance along the rim of the fountain at the park.  

       DRAWN to the gravitational freedom the barefoot dancer had but she still had a couple of other things to do.  Unexpecting the barefoot dancer to speak to her as she was heading out.  But what the barefoot dancer said next made Thea’s heartbreak.  Poor ghost girl !  “Hello,” spoken with politeness she ran her fingers through her hair thinking what to say.  “You are in Browning Harbor Massachusetts in October of 2019.  May I be so bold && ask what’s your name lovely ?”

[thea-harman]

Fifth Harmony - I’m In Love With a Monster

Wednesday: “I never understood the appeal of these.” Thea: “They’ll have to buy me thorns  —  before they buy me a bouquet of flowers.”  

[thea-harman]

WEDNESDAY ADDAMS.

Wednesday was no stranger to romantic gestures from men, but most of the time they were unwarranted.  Today was no exception, as a bundle of various flowers somehow ended up in her possession.  Shooing the man away, she sat outside of a restaurant with the pair of scissors she always carried in her purse, cutting the flowers off of each stem and leaving them on the ground.  “I never understood the appeal of these.”  She muttered to someone nearby.

✧ * º • ☾ PIXIE giggles emitted from her.  Thea could see the attraction in the girl beside her.  She was the reincarnation of Persephone with a body Aphrodite herself could be jealous of.  She was stunningly l u m i n o s u s 「  — latin meaning / brilliant, lightsome, luminescent, gorgeous — 」.  Hense the handsome bouquet was given to her.  Watching her behead the flower’s watching the petals scatter on the floor with the scissors.  The girls personified force created maddening inspiration.  “Madame,” she spoke gracefully regal reaching to pluck one of her miscellaneous RED r e d roses without harming the lass.  Caressing that RED r e d rose bloom slowly along the lasses own jawline stopping at her chin.  “They’ll have to buy me thorns  —  before they buy me a bouquet of flowers.”  

       Rising the rose gently to Thea’s own lips next taking that heavenly inhale && soft tickle of petals before she herself sank her teeth into the side ripping the bloom off the stem seductively.  The bitter taste tasted disgusting but she showed no indication of it.  “Milady — for you,” raising the thorny stem-like she was toasting to the lovely stranger.  “Love is a pain, a bliss, && a joy.  It is beautiful, like a decomposing rose.  && like a dying rose, it has thorns.  Cherry blossoms appear most beautiful when they grow in a place where there is blood.  In that way too, no love is gathered without pain.  My dear, will you accept my thorny appeal ?”  A playful gesture of the waggling of the eyebrows while tilting the thorny stem handing over her playful romantic gesture to the madame.

[thea-harman]

SIDNEY PRESCOTT.

After Sidney walked around the town for a bit she came around to find some people, “So I know I don’t want to freak out because I know everyone is freaking out… but what is happening? I know who I am and my life, but not why I would ever be here” she said looking around then back at the person as her eyes hung low.

✧ * º • ☾ THEA tried to tell herself that this was ridiculous but somehow the g i r l really, really believed.  A gentle touch she’d reach out her hand && gently place it on her arm comfortingly.  Perhaps she was an old soul, or a lost witch, maybe a lost supernatural of some sort?  She’s talking about knowing who she was but questioning why she was here.  Thea tucked her arm in her’s escorting the lovely girl away from the crowd worried for her life.  ❛  My apologies — I think it’s best if we walk && talk?  Or let's talk over a cup of coffee?  Tea?  It’s my treat!  ❜  It was better to get her out of earshot of hunters or others that might harm her in case she was well a SUPERNATURAL or in a strange rouge trying to lure s u p e r n a t u r a l s for she was a hunter herself.

[thea-harman]

☾*✧- ̗̀ Harman History ̖́-

Hellewise Hearth-Woman, better known as Hellewise, is a famous figure in Night World history. She is the daughter of Hecate Witch-Queen, the twin sister of Maya Dragonslayer, and progenitor of the Harman family. One of her descendants, Thea Harman, is said to have a strong resemblance to her in appearance and demeanour.

Prehistoric Times

Hellewise and her twin sister Maya were the daughters of Hecate Witch-Queen, the ruler of the witches and an unknown man. The identity of Hellewise and Maya's father is unknown but it is implying that he might have been either a human or a witch.

At some point in history, Hecate leads the witch clans against the shapeshifters, winning an epic war against their leaders, the dragons (there is a very strong possibility Hellewise and Maya participated in this war). In retaliation, the dragons attempted to obliterate the earth, but the witches were able to stop them, rendering them comatose and burying them under the earth.

After this, a period of peace descended on the world. Hecate died, and her daughters became the joint rulers of the witches. However, that soon would all change forever. Ever ambitious, Maya decided to seek out a spell that would make her immortal and conducted several experiments in the forests. When Maya did find the spell, she kidnapped and drank the blood of all four of the tribe's babies; Hellewise was horrified at her sister's actions and wept, comforted by their mutual friend, Theorn. Afterwards, Maya vanished from the tribe.

Maya eventually reappeared, now the first made vampire, and managed to lure Theorn out of the caves and convert him, leaving his body for the tribe to find. Thinking him dead, they buried him, but Theorn soon revived and, out of bloodlust, attacked his own brother, Conlan. However, he was stopped at the sight of Hellewise's tear-filled face. Ashamed, Theorn fled, but Hellewise called after him, vowing to stop Maya for what she had done.

After the massacre of the Three Rivers tribe, Theorn returned to the witches, startling Hellewise. Promising not to harm her, Theorn tells her what had happened and asks Hellewise for a spell that will put him to sleep until his soulmate Hana is reborn. Despite Hellewise's warnings that the spell was not foolproof (many things might go wrong), she agrees to give him the spell, giving him "an infusion" of herbs which puts Theorn into a deep sleep. At some point in her life, she had a daughter named Iluna, who carried on the Hearth-Woman line.

Maya, meanwhile, was turning more tribesmen into made vampires. In retaliation for the suffering her sister had caused her people, Hellewise engaged Maya in the very first Night War. Ultimately, the witch triumphed over her twin, who was driven with her son Red Fern from the witch tribe forever. Unfortunately, as a result, Hellewise was mortally wounded and died soon afterwards.

Modern Times

Hellewise is mentioned and referred to often, mainly by the witches, who revere her as their hero. In rare cases, Hellewise's descendants are able to call on her for aid in emergencies; this ability is shown with great success by Thea Harman against the vengeful spirit of a witch, and by Aradia, the Maiden of the Witches, who appeals to the rogue witch Sylvia Weald as "a daughter of Hellewise"; Aradia is noted for even taking on Hellewise's likeness as she invokes the Harman ancestress.

[thea-harman]

❝  I get so caught up in protecting the people I love that I forget to protect myself.  ❞

☽ The Wi☨ch is in The Details ☾

Name:  Thea Sophia Harman Age:  17 ( May ## ) Zodiac:  Taurus ( ♉ ) Gender:  Female ( ♀ ) Species:  Witch ( Daughter of Hellewise ) Clan: Hearth-Woman ( Harman(s) ) Parents: Daniel Avery ( father - deceased ) & Sophia Harman ( mother - deceased ) Relationships:  Blaise Harman (cousin), Edgith Harman (maternal grandmother), Naomi Flores (great great great great aunt), Eric Ross (soulmate) Extended Family: Redfern(s), Iliana Dominick (distant cousin), Gillian Lennox (unknown cousin), FC:  Olivia Holt ( x )

☽ Personality ☾

☑  caring, courageous, free-spirited ☒  emotional, self-destructive, quiet

☽ The Past ☾

Thea and Blaise grew up differently than most kids.  Being an only child born to Daniel Avery ( Witch ) and Sophia Harman ( Witch ).  However, when she was still very young, Thea and her cousin Blaise lost both their parents in a tragic ritual accident.  Inseparable as ever the girls are basically sisters.  Because of this, they grew up surrounded by witches often living with their different relatives, mostly due to the antics of Blaise.  Blaise was never happy in one place for too long.  Because of that, Thea got used to a life of always being on the move. Having been expelled from seven to eight different schools since they were freshmen.   

Her cousin would regularly get into trouble for taunting and playing with the local human boys and Thea would take the fall with her.  At their last school in New Hampshire, Blaise got a boy named Randy Marik to burn down the school gym for her, leading to her and Thea's expulsion.  They were then sent to live with Grandma Harman, their maternal grandmother.

☽ The Present ☾

Running out of relatives to take them in.  Thea is determined not to get expelled or any trouble this time, as she doesn’t want to disappoint Grandma Harman - or be sent to the Convent for misbehaving.  Beginning their new school, Lake Mead High.  Things go awry right from the moment she arrives at school, however.  Before she can even go inside, Thea hears a lot of fuss, after investigating she discovers that students are crowded around a snake.  Thea telepathically connects with the snake and tries to convince it to leave to avoid getting the snake or any students harmed.  However, her concentration is broken by the students throwing stones and a boy named Eric Ross.  The snake bit him but only they knew.  The two then carry the snake out to the wilderness.  Thea heals Eric without him noticing.  Using magic to heal the bite, though she tries to pass it off as the snake having missed its mark. When Blaise notices Thea possibly liking Eric, she intends to use Eric like all of her 'boy toys.'  To stop her, Thea summons an old witch, a forbidden spell. She learns later that because she did not create a ring around the summoning, the spirit got to lose.  Not wanting Blaise to get to Eric, Thea says she will use him. He takes her to the dance, but when one of Blaise's old toys shows up and causes drama the two left.  Eric took her to the animal clinic he volunteers at.  When Blaise's attempts to take Eric from Thea it fails, she eventually deduces that Eric is her soulmate, but this gives her nothing but grief, due to Eric being human and therefore forbidden to her. 

Eric also takes Thea to the gym, where the Halloween dance is set up.  The theme consists of old witch hangings and torture methods.  Disgusted with it Thea had Eric get a camera so that they can write a complaint in the school newspaper.  While he is gone, Thea discovers the body of Kevin Imamura - a boy Blaise was toying with - is found strangled and hung with witch dummies.  Connecting the dots, Thea realizes that the murder was committed by the spirit she set to lose.  A witch victim of torture in the olden days, who was forced to watch her family die before she did.  Thea realizes that the spirit will attack again on Halloween.  Eric also connects the dots that Thea is a witch and demands that she let him help stop the spirit. Thea plans, with Eric’s help, to lure Suzanne’s spirit to a natural stone circle in the desert and send her back to the afterlife.  She intends to carry out the plan on the night of the Samhain celebrations.  Eric waits for her at the circle, whilst she attends the party.  Unfortunately, Thea, Blaise, and Dani are summoned by the Inner Circle and accused of performing forbidden spells.  Thea, realizing Eric and the human students at the high school Halloween dance is in danger, flees the house and drives to the circle, getting there just as Suzanne is about to kill Eric. 

With Eric's help, Thea prepares the ritual and sets it in motion. Suzanne's spirit is strong and tries to attack Thea, but she calls upon her "power as a daughter of Hellewise" - allegedly something no witch has done before - and finally gains the strength to send Suzanne back beyond the veil.  Together they re imprison the spirit, just as all of the witches arrive.  Now knowing that Thea is in love with a human, the witches decide to make them both lose their memories rather than killing them.  Eric and Thea are given a forgetting brew.  However, when drinking it, Thea realizes that it is just tea and that Blaise is letting her keep her memories.  After escorting Thea and her soulmate outside, Blaise - bid them farewell.  Thea had an emotional goodbye with her sister Blaise and Aradia suggests she and Eric seek out Circle Daybreak, where they might be accepted.  Fearing for their life she and Eric fled in his jeep but they never reached their destination to Circle Daybreak headquarters like they planned.  Engulfed in a sudden flash of light there whole worlds changed.

☽ The Current Story ☾

Now?  Thea and Blaise’s story is on a twisted re-peat but Thea has no recollection of of what had happened.  Just that where her story began.  With them running out of relatives to take them in.  Thea herself is determined not to get expelled or in any trouble whatsoever this time, as she doesn’t want to dissapoint Grandma Harman - or be sent to the Convent for misbehaving.  Beginning thier new life in browning harbor, massachusetts in a small town.

Timeline—

2019

( Sept. 24th )  Arrived at Browning Harbor Massachusetts to live with their Grandma Harman.

☽ Abilities ☾

☽ Basic Powers ☾ 》Spell Casting: Thea has the power to cast Spells. 》Potion making: She also can make magical potions. 》Cartomancy:  Tarot reading doesn’t have the power to change future events, but it can help anticipate them.  》Sigil Creation: Thea can inscribe or paint a symbol that’s considered to have magical power.   ☽ Individual Powers ☾ 》Advanced Telekinesis ► Thea can control and manipulate the movement of objects and persons through mental influence. 》Telepathy ► Thea has the power to hear the thoughts and read the minds of another person. 》Electrokinesis ► Thea can create, shape, and manipulate electricity. 》Advanced Geokinesis ► Thea can create, shape and manipulate earth and `earthen` elements. 》Hydrokinesis/Cryokinesis ► Thea can create, shape, and manipulate water, ice, and cold.. 》Pain Infliction ► Thea has the ability to inflict great pain onto a person by causing their blood vessels to burst and thus giving them multiple aneurysms 》Advanced Healing ► Thea can heal minor wounds such as poisons, cuts, bruises, and light burns.  Along with healing external wounds, including fractured bones and deeper burns, disregarding of severity.  Lost limbs can be re-attached.  Minor damaged internal organs may heal, but more severity may be beyond repair and may take more time to heal.

[amburritotopotato]

I am too fond of reading books to care to write them.

Oscar Wilde

[vaememes]

👿  𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒  𝐎𝐅  𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

 A VARIETY & MIXTURE OF NETFLIX’S CAOS PROMPTS, * WARNING: TRIGGERS APPLY; SATANIC WORSHIP, DEATH, GORE & CANNIBALISM. CHANGE PRONOUNS AS NEEDED / FITTING .

❛    i feel bad for her, living in that house, all alone.   ❜

❛  i see the bad moon arising, i see trouble on the way.   ❜

❛   hello?  ❜

❛   help me, please .. ❜

❛    you poor creature, my cottage is just down the road.   ❜

❛   did we just watch different movies?   ❜

❛    the only person you’re going to scare is yourself.    ❜

❛   1692, 13 witches were hung in the woods, their angry spirits haunt the woods.   ❜

❛   how do you know so much, about witches?  ❜

❛   no, [ name ], we’ll have none of your necromancy.   ❜

❛   you can bury it in the pet cemetery.   ❜

❛   familiars are goblins taking on the role of animals.   ❜

❛   when your fully a witch, you’ll be younger longer.   ❜

❛   your only supposed to miss things after you say goodbye to them, right? ❜

❛   i am continuously missing everything.   ❜

❛   now, spirits, we will wait.   ❜

❛    we don’t want half - breeds at the academy.  ❜

❛    and who exactly are you calling a half - breed?   ❜

❛   isn’t that what you are? half witch, half mortal? ❜

❛   i’m not going to be baited and bullied by you.  ❜

❛    what are you doing?   ❜

❛    a curse. you’re cursing me. ❜

❛    stepped into some poison ivy, got to wash it off of me.   ❜

❛    if truly i am cursed today, let water wash the hex away.   ❜

❛    there’s nothing we can’t handle, as long as we’re being honest with each other.  ❜

❛    we all signed the book and proudly, i might add.    ❜

❛    the path of night or the path of light but not both.   ❜

❛    witches without covens are easy pickings.   ❜

❛   a witch hunter? is that possible? ❜

❛    could of been a movie star if chosen, like cousin montgomery.  ❜

❛    when i was your age, i signed my name in the book of the beast.   ❜

❛   us girls didn’t have any options back then.   ❜

❛   you’ll be the death of me and i’ll be death of you.   ❜

❛   i’m pretty into comics and graphic novels.   ❜

❛    isn’t that why you summoned us?   ❜

❛    they’re your enemies, you’ll have to do most of the work. ❜

❛   you’re not meddling in mortal affairs again, are you?  ❜

❛   she annoyed me, so i killed her and buried her in the yard.   ❜

❛    you could have warned me. ❜

❛    save your breath, we know you lied, you’re a terrible lair.   ❜

❛   we don’t need a reason to torment mortal boys. ❜

❛    i want both, i want freedom and power.   ❜

❛   he’ll never give you that, thought of you or any of us having both terrifies him.  ❜

❛   eventually there will come a time when i bury you and you stay buried.   ❜

❛    it’s my satan given right to kill you as many times as i please.  ❜

❛    it’s better to forget the mortal world.   ❜

❛    how clever, you’re dressed as your future. ❜

❛     are you willing to place our dark lord above all other’s in your life? ❜

❛    show me mercy, please .. please, dark lord.   ❜

❛    i am worthy of your love by kissing your beautiful feet.   ❜

❛    i admire your defiance, girl/boy.   ❜

❛    you think you can defeat me? you cannot.  ❜

❛    your flesh is mortal and in the end, all mortal flesh must burn.   ❜

❛    i’m not going to the academy to hook up with hot warlocks.   ❜

❛   i’m going to learn how to defeat the dark lord.   ❜

❛    what about classes like conjuring, rituals, demonology? ❜

❛    why do you have to be such a warlock slut all the time?   ❜

❛   i don’t need you to tell me my business.   ❜

❛    this .. this was a mistake.    ❜

❛   the thing i carved more than anything in the world was revenge.   ❜

❛    we’re going to play a game.   ❜

❛    perhaps your life could do with more purpose.   ❜

❛   must you be negative about every idea that i have?  ❜

❛   a demon, demon. a scary demon.   ❜

❛    not the devil, [ name ], a demon, in the house.   ❜

❛   what do you mean a demon? what kind of demon?  ❜

❛   now that is how you trap a demon.   ❜

❛   never open a magic box if you don’t know what’s inside it.  ❜

❛    mother of demons? you abandoned me, mother.  ❜

❛    i believe, i’m in the wrong nightmare …   ❜

❛   well, now that you’ve done it, how’s it taste? your heat?   ❜

❛   you know what they say, you can’t polish a turd.  ❜

❛    once i wake you up, you must run.   ❜

❛    praise satan!   ❜  

❛   can witches perform exorcisms?   ❜

❛   my mortal friends are talking about demons, what if they talk about witches next?  ❜

❛   give me their names and i’ll make sure they stop talking about anything.   ❜

❛   maybe i can find out the demon’s name and what it wants.   ❜

❛   having a name is always helpful.   ❜

❛   leave? why would i do that? its so nice and warm and sinful in here.    ❜

❛    you’re not even here, how rude …    ❜

❛   it felt like he was slithering down my throat.   ❜

❛   demons have an awful sense of humor. can you blame them? they live in hell.    ❜

❛   do you think that god could be punishing me?   ❜

❛   so if witches can’t perform exorcisms then what can they … we do?   ❜

❛   that worm will burrow its way back to hell where it belongs.    ❜

❛   nothing. nothing has happened. which is the problem.   ❜

❛   i mean, how am i ever going to out wit the dark lord?    ❜

❛   your poor, weak, feeble heart couldn’t handle the strain, could it?   ❜

❛   out wit the dark lord? why, [ name ], what ever do you mean?   ❜

❛   this doesn’t happen as much as it used to, us walking home together.   ❜

❛   why does it look like the texas chainsaw massacre has been nailed to our door?   ❜

❛    what happened to the people? the hill people?   ❜

❛   wait, you want this? you want to be sacrificed?    ❜

❛   if you wanted to escape, i would happily look the other way.   ❜

❛   i don’t know what happens when we die, it’s impossible to know.   ❜

❛  yes but what do you believe?   ❜

❛   you’re killing the mood, either get in or get out.   ❜

❛   oh, you had me at boys to torment.   ❜

❛   and satan knows, who we might chance upon in the woods.   ❜

❛   i’ll tell ya, i’ve seen some strange things out here.   ❜

❛   once a hunter, always a hunter.   ❜

❛   you believe that, [ name ], after what we just saw?    ❜

❛   how’s your faith in the mortal boy any different than my faith in the dark lord?    ❜

❛   why is your faith more valid than mine?    ❜

❛   does dying hurt?    ❜

❛   are you talking about a resurrection spell?    ❜

❛   necromancy is one or the darkest and dangerous of sacred magics.   ❜

❛   why are we burying her here? why not just leave her in the woods?    ❜

❛   why must you always assume the universe grant you special privileges?    ❜

❛   there is no cheating fate.    ❜

❛   you’ve crossed a line. no, no, you’ve completely erased it.   ❜

❛   there’s no reason to think that the spell will fail.   ❜

❛   you’re playing with life and death and you don’t even know the basics.   ❜

❛   you lied to me. you did the one thing that i told you not to do.    ❜

❛   the witch you killed and brought back to life is getting sicker and sicker.

❛  you’ve opened pandora’s box.    ❜

❛   we are standing in a grave, all of us and you want to dig it deeper.    ❜

❛  you don’t know what i’m capable of.   ❜

❛   everything has a price.   ❜

❛   i can see things, things i shouldn’t be able too.    ❜

❛   but what does it mean to be witch?   ❜

❛   why are you virgins so aggressive?    ❜

❛   i smell virgins the way rabid dogs smell blood.   ❜

[ghostling]

H O R R O R . P R O M P T S

“I just got back from the cemetery.”

“I swear I just saw someone… or something looking in my window.”

“I know I closed the damn closet door, but it keeps opening! Please tell me this is just some kind of joke you keep pulling.”

“What’s behind you in these pictures…?”

“Apparently like 20 years ago, some girl slaughtered her family in the basement.”

“I think there’s something about this house that you’re not telling me.”

“I keep hearing noises coming from the attic…”

“I know what I saw, and whatever is in the basement… it’s not human!”

“I didn’t have time to see what it was! I just got the hell out of there!”

“Whose grave were you bringing flowers to…?”

“The electricity guy said there was absolutely nothing wrong – and yet, the lights always flicker on at 2am. Explain that to me?”

“Why don’t you spend the night in that house ‘alone’, then try to convince me that you don’t believe in ghosts.”

“Y-you don’t understand, he didn’t have a face!”

“I had a dream that I killed you.”

“Ah, yes… the room you’re staying in. It’s a paranormal hot spot, apparently.”

“I keep hearing whispers at night… I-I can’t sleep!”

“There was something else in there with me, I’m not going back to that house.”

“Come on, it’s just an urban legend…”

“Are you trying to tell me I’ve been sleeping in a dead girl’s room!?”

“I keep getting the feeling that someone is following me.”

“Don’t panic… but I think there’s someone else in the house.”

“I can still feel her/his ghost, and it’s killing me…”

“There’s something growling in the basement… could you, uh… check it out for me?”

“Can you just… can you please check the closet?”

“P-please… put the knife down.”

“I bought this haunted ring on eBay!”

“No, no, no – run!”

“I didn’t forward one of those freaky chain letters and now I keep hearing the laughter of children coming from my hallways at night.”

“The dead are all around us…”

“She’s dead! She’s dead and yet I keep seeing her, everywhere!”

“There’s something breathing under the bed…”

"You can’t tell me you don’t believe in ghosts after all we’ve been through.”

“I saw something I wasn’t supposed to see, something… that wasn’t supposed to be here.”

“Maybe an exorcism is in order…?”

“I woke up, and it was j-just… staring at me.”

“He was there, then like a second later he literally vanished! I saw it happen!”

“I like the ghosts here… they keep me company.”

"You can’t honestly tell me you’re in love with a dead girl.”

“Wasn’t someone murdered in this house? Why are we here?”

“If dying means being with him/her, kill me. I’d be happier that way.”

“Ghosts aren’t real. You need help.”

“…what do you mean we didn’t talk last night? You came over, you were here.”

“You saw something you weren’t supposed to see. And now… now you know what has to be done.”

“I’m pretty sure my toaster’s haunted.”

"What’s wrong with you? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“Don’t! Don’t you dare open that door!”

“I visited his/her grave for the first time today…”

“Something terrible happened here, didn’t it?”

“Wh-why do you have a knife…?”

"You’re all bloody, what happened!?”

“You know that book from The Evil Dead? Yeah, well… I’m pretty sure we found something pretty damn similar to it.”

“You’re bleeding…”

“How can you not see it…? I’m dead! I’ve been dead for years!”

“I’ve always wanted to see you choking on your own blood.”

“I’m sorry, I’m busy Friday with the… funeral and all.”

“I’ll never forget the sound of his screaming.”

“From the looks of it, the afterlife is a lot more fun than this.”

"Legend has it that you can still hear her crying for her lover in the dead of night.”

“I want to be dead, too.”

“Well don’t you look lovely, all covered in blood.”

"Whoa – wait! Please don’t go down there… let’s just get out of here, please?”

“You played with a Ouija board!?”

“Me and some friends played with a Ouija board the other night… and things have been a little strange since then.”

“There’s so much negative energy in this house… do you know if someone died here?”

“You’re always hanging out in cemeteries… and yeah, it’s kinda creepy.”

"They just don’t believe like they used to…”

“I will haunt you until the end of time.”

[thea-harman]

@beforewewerehopeless

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[thea-harman]

❛ The world isn’t safe for a girl like me, but maybe I’m not safe for the world either. ❜

❝  IF THERE’S ONE THING  —  that I’ve learned during my relatively short life, is that the future is unpredictable.  Everything can change in an instant.  && maybe just maybe  —  this world could be safe enough for a girl like you someday.  && whatever pain you’re holding onto lifts off your shoulders && you find comfort to walk this earth feeling safe.  ❞  

       Harman spoke gently && genuine having to cock her head to the side to stare at her with a soft smile spreading along her features.  They both walked the path of uncertain destinies  b u t  that didn’t mean things couldn’t change.  She could change  —  things could change for the better for her && HARMAN hoped for the best for the girl.